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belgradestreets in china

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Delighted to report that an image from belgradestreets was recently featured in the January 2017 edition of Condé Nast Travel Magazine in China.

My book belgradestreets featuring a series of my photographs of Belgrade, Serbia is on sale in bookshops and online.

Each year, royalties from the sale of belgradestreets are donated to charitable organisations caring for children in need in Serbia.

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zoran živković

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‘mr pohotny, senior vice president of a bank prominent in the capital city, met god on a train’

– zoran zivoković, the train

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I love writing.

I love reading.

There was a time, long long ago, when two of the few things that kept me sane were the well thumbed pages of an Isaac Asimov novel, oh, and strawberry jam sandwiches. With lots of creamy butter on thickly sliced white bread. Pure poison, the sandwich, not Asimov, that was ‘Childhood’s End’, literally and metaphorically.

I was barely eight years old.

But, that’s another story.

This post is not about me, well not really, it’s about a man called Zoran Živković.

And it’s also, indirectly, about a country, a city, a people, and a whole bloody lot more.

But mostly, it’s about him.


I’m a big fan of Stephen King, I’m one of his ‘constant readers’. My recollection may…

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beneath your feet

andy townend

“No man is an island…
…Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.”

– John Donne

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I have been very lucky in life, in some ways.

You may choose whether you agree. Or you may not.

I have circumnavigated the globe by air. Twice. In both directions. In Business Class. Pampered and spoiled. Wined and dined. And once, just once, in First Class, been plied with glass after glass of Krug until wheels up, before flying across half the world in a goose down duvet with tea served in a china cup by a flight attendant who actually appeared to genuflect.

As a senior official in the Federal Government of the Commonwealth of Australia, I found myself invited by Qantas to pass through the hidden portal of the Chairman’s Lounge, rubbing shoulders with Ministers of the Commonwealth…

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close up

“It is not for me to judge another man’s life. I must judge, I must choose, I must spurn, purely for myself. For myself, alone.”
― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

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(drawing a line, pedestrian crossing, pariska, kalemegdan)

Sometimes we all have to paint a very big line on the street.

A boundary.

And choose where we stand.

(for dp weekly photo challenge, close up)

(also for lucile’s photo 101 rehab)

*shot with nikon d700 and nikkor 70-200mm f/4 lens at 160mm and ISO200, f/11 and 1/500, edited in aperture 3 and silver efex pro 2 with wet rocks filter applied, boundary set* 

recycled doors

This week’s DP weekly photo challenge https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_photo_challenge/door/
was simply “door”.

Indulge me then for reposting my own post from October 2012 featuring some of my favourite doors of Belgrade?

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Kalemegdan park hosts exhibitions of blown up photographs on the terrace that overlooks the Sava.

Right now there are three such displays.

A series of outstanding images from Moscow.

A captivating collection of images depicting each state of the USA.

And, for me, the best, a series of images of doors of Belgrade…

…which got me thinking…

So, a quick check back through my collection unearthed my selection of doors from belgradestreets.

Here are six of my own favourites.

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